Monday, April 11, 2005
Welcome Break
And I don't mean those robbin' b'stards of motorway services either. £3.50 for a cup of tea and a limp piece of toast. They should be lined up and shot. You feel cheated even after you've pinched the teapot, cups and cutlery.
Anyways, I digress - at the moment the chance to get on the motorway would just be nice. I've gotten a nice break of me Ashanti duties as Nanna's moved in next door with her for the weekend as I was out on the piss and happy to not have to cook anymore fry-ups. Bit of an uneventful weekend really, got a snog in Kiwi's Saturday night but the useless RSOD passed out before I could get him home. I was too mingin' to get him down the lane and suspect I would have struggled to get any attention if I had. Needless to say I left him crumpled like a half-drained scrotum somewhere between the Castle Bingo and O'Dwyer's.
Anyway's dinnertime next door is like being mamma bird with six smelly and snapping creatures fighting for the biggest share of French fries and turkey twizzlers and fried leftovers.
It's crazy, she only broke here ankle but has taken to her bed like she's was the pope on his last days - first chance I get I'll be whacking her forehead with flamin' silver hammer.
Only a few weeks left before the cast comes off, but there is light at the end of the tunnel, one of the kid's father's is coming to stay next week. Not sure if I've met this one or not - we'll find out next week.
Posted by Chav Mum at 5:33 PM
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